Cristina - F.Charm

O stiu de pe la bloc, fata fara jucarii

I-ar fi luat si ei parintii daca n-aveau datorii

Statea mereu retrasa, rusinoasa ganditoare

Ca sa n-o rada vecinii c-avea hainele murdare

Sa faca una de-un leu nu cersea prin gari

Mai dadea cu maica-sa cu greu cu matura prin scari

S-ar fi dus mai des la scoala iubea poezia

Dar de unde bani de carti cand e in Romania

A facut 18 ani, exact cat sa-i ajunga

Si-a gasit la un patron un loc mai bun de munca

Pana cand intr-o zi a tras-o de tricou

Ia zis «intra sub birou ca-ti fac salariu cadou»

Cu scaraba l-a privit si cu inima de gheata

A plecat, a trantit usa i-a dat un scuipat in fata

Ea este Cristina de la etajul 6

A trecut prin scoala vietii si n-a terminat 8 clase

Pe aur nu se pune rugina

Din praf se trezeste ruina

Pe aur nu se pune rugina

Din praf se trezeste ruina

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

La capat de drum e lumina

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

La capat de drum e lumina

Strofa 2:

Ajunsa pe drumuri iar, viata-i un calvar

Se uita prin vitrine la salam si cascaval

Ca nu visa de ziua ei sa guste sampania

Pleaca cu sperante-n ochi la munca-n Spania

Si-acolo-si face prieteni ce vor s-o ajute

Sa puna rapid pe dreapta si ea cateva sute

Dar nu stia Cristina de ce sunt astia-n stare

S-a trezit in plina strada cu corpul la vanzare

Cum nu-i sta in caracter ca mama ei i-a zis

Nu-ti vinde demnitatea pentr-un colt in paradis

Ea pleaca cu capu sus ca stie c-o asteapta

Un viitor mai bun cand viata e nedreapta

Ma-ntreb pe unde e acum aceasta luptatoare

Ce poa sa scrie-o carte despre cum sa ai onoare

O cheama Cristina de la etajul 6

A trecut prin scoala vietii si n-a terminat 8 clase

Pe aur nu se pune rugina

Din praf se trezeste ruina

Pe aur nu se pune rugina

Din praf se trezeste ruina

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

La capat de drum e lumina

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

La capat de drum e lumina

Strofa 3:

Curios din fire am batut la usa

Mi-a deschis chiar mama ei umila si supusa

I-am zis saru' mana doamna, aveti 5 minute

Si s-a asezat pe scaun curioasa sa m-asculte

Ce stiti de Cristina e bine sanatoasa?

Stiu ca a plecat din tara, se mai intoarce-acasa?

Mi-a zis fiule e bine, a avut grele momente

Dar trimite bani lunar ca sa-mi iau medicamente

Si-a gasit un job stabil, are barbat si copil

I-a fost foarte dificil ca e un suflet fragil

Cu lacrimi in ochi ea tinea la piept scrisoarea

Una fata ei scria «mama n-am vandut onoarea»

Prin noroi cu capul sus exact cum m-ai invatat

Ca sa-mi gasesc fericirea cu oamenii m-am luptat

Asa scria Cristina in timp ce lacrima

Catre mama ei batrana ce-acasa-o astepta

Pe aur nu se pune rugina

Din praf se trezeste ruina

Pe aur nu se pune rugina

Din praf se trezeste ruina

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

La capat de drum e lumina

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

La capat de drum e lumina

I know her from the block, the girl without the toys

They would have taken her parents too if they had no debts

She was always withdrawn, thoughtfully ashamed

So that the neighbors wouldn't laugh because she had dirty clothes

To make a lion did not beg through the stations

He was still struggling with his mother on the stairs

He would have gone to school more often, he loved poetry

But where does the book money come from when it's in Romania

He was 18 years old, just enough to reach him

He found a better job at an employer

Until one day he pulled her by the shirt

He told her "come under the desk and I'll pay you a gift"

She looked at him with a beetle and with an icy heart

He left, slammed the door, spat in his face

This is Cristina on the 6th floor

He went through the school of life and did not finish 8 classes

Gold does not rust

Dust comes from the dust

Gold does not rust

Dust comes from the dust

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

At the end of the road is the light

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

At the end of the road is the light

Verse 2:

Arriving on the road again, life is an ordeal

He looked through the windows at the salami and cheese

That she didn't dream of tasting champagne for her birthday

He goes to work in Spain with hopes in his eyes

And there she makes friends who want to help her

Quickly put a few hundred on the right

But Cristina didn't know why they were able to

He woke up in the middle of the street with his body for sale

How can it not be in her character that her mother told her?

Don't sell your dignity for a corner of paradise

She walks upstairs knowing she's waiting for her

A better future when life is unfair

I wonder where this fighter is now

What can a book write about how to have honor

Her name is Cristina on the 6th floor

He went through the school of life and did not finish 8 classes

Gold does not rust

Dust comes from the dust

Gold does not rust

Dust comes from the dust

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

At the end of the road is the light

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

At the end of the road is the light

Verse 3:

Curious, I knocked on the door

Even her humble and submissive mother opened up to me

I said kiss my hand, ma'am, you have 5 minutes

And she sat down on the chair, curious to hear me

What do you know about Cristina being healthy?

I know he's out of the country, is he coming home?

My son told me it's okay, he had a hard time

But he sends me money every month to get medicine

She has found a stable job, has a husband and a child

It was very difficult for him to be a fragile soul

With tears in her eyes she held the letter to her chest

One girl wrote, "Mom, I didn't sell the honor."

Through the mud upside down exactly as you taught me

I struggled to find happiness with people

That's what Cristina wrote while weeping

To her old mother who was waiting for her at home

Gold does not rust

Dust comes from the dust

Gold does not rust

Dust comes from the dust

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

At the end of the road is the light

Cristina, Cristina, Cristina

At the end of the road is the light